Lpss student progress center

hi! rising high school junior and would like some feedback to think about
Demographics: Asian (chinese) Gender: Male State: Arizona Type of School: Huge public school (doesnt offer a ton of aps (15 i think)) Intended Major: chemE? mol biol? not sure No hook
PSAT/SAT: Yet to take, hopefully merit finalist and 1580+
GPA UW/W: 4.0/4.8, class rank 6/700 (band/marching band/spanish bring down gpa)
Course(s): AP Chem, AP Calc BC (skipped 2 years of science and 2 in math) Next year(s): AP Biology, AP Physics 1, Multi/difeq, AP Stats, AP Macro/AP Gov., APES, AP Psych, AP music theory, APUSH, AP
Extra Curricular(s):
- Coaching tennis team/freshman (40+ hours?) helped team go from nothing to state - Varisty tennis captain and play at top position, some local competitions - Foundepresident of sci olympiad club - President of nature club (organize events with local non-profits and promote/educate about conservation) - President of photography club (not much but help school events) - Secretary of red kettle club - will be nhs member i guess - Featured on the news for photography and conservation and stuff, it was cool - Currently working with asu professor and grad students on machine learning project with mayo clinic (im not doing any code just data stuff) basically using machine learning to diagnose from mri scans - LOTS of volunteering at local library (teen program) local sports center (summer camp) local natural history museum (hopefully will become speakeexhibitor soon) - Work with local audubon society, lead bird surveys, work with some asu professors - Volunteer at wildlife rescue near me, and coordinate volunteers, help lead a project where we relocate hundreds of owls from urbanized farmland and relocate them to farms as pest control (thinking of writing research on this) - Have played piano since like 5, won some local competitions, performed in carnegie hall, some international competitions, rated highest level at local system, made regional with string/piano quintet in hs, arranged pieces for school orchestra, (hopefully all-state piano next year?) - Play flute in school band, currently in highest band in my school (very competitive band program), made regionals last year (hopefully all-state next year) - Marching band, play percussion/piano, no. 2 in state last year, will have piano solos this year - I also do free tutoring for piano and paid tutoring for my piano teachers students (music theory) - Esri high school research competition no.1 or 2 in my state as a freshman (I forgot) - Run a photography business, mostly friends and family (trying to get more outreach), won a few smallish nature photo contests (hopefully many more), won a famous magazine photo contest and featured in magazine. here some stuff - In the local mayor youth council and hopefully the governor one next year (very competitive)(getting connected with local city council of sustainability cool things to come)
Awards:
Uh i don't really want to dox myself but ill list some i can - esri research gis thing state winner- evmta 2021 2nd place (piano) - jason sipe 11-12 advanced category winner (piano) - az musicfest young musicians superior rating (piano) - amea regional score of 97/100 (piano) - asp level 12 (piano, highest level)- national piano guild superior plus or whatever - won the arizona highways high school photo competitions twice, featured - won local usta tournaments (tennis) - marching band 2nd in state- superior with distinction band some other band related awards - to come: science olympiad and more photo competitions - does being on the news count im proud of it
Essays/LoR(s)/Other: don't know about essays but I go birdwatching and help with an asu professor that's quite well known, he said he would write a letter of rec for me (is this a good idea??)
Schools:
no clue but shooting for da ivies/hypsm
If that's unrealistic please be brutally honest and any feedback would be greatly appreciated
Definitely leaning into the environmentalism aspect and it's something I really really love!

Cross-posted on the Bellingham subreddit
Come see the award winning film again, tonight (Tuesday, 05.30.2023 at 6 pm at WWU's Performing Arts Center) for free! Perfect closing event for May 2023 (APIDA Heritage month) and appropriate film to welcome June 2023 (Pride month!). Tomorrow, 05.31.2023, come out to support the raising of the new pride progress flag, hear speeches and poems, etc. See y'all there!
Film screening info - https://ess-adei.wwu.edu/film-screening-everything-everywhere-all-once
Film info - https://www.npr.org/2022/03/25/1088531021/everything-everywhere-all-at-once-movie-review; https://www.rogerebert.com/reviews/everything-everywhere-all-at-once-2022
WWU Pride Celebration - https://www.instagram.com/p/CsT8wVXJPVt/; https://win.wwu.edu/event/9090315
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Bellingham subreddit post - https://www.reddit.com/Bellingham/comments/13vx0ao/community_screening_tonight_05302023_everything/

Hello all,
https://reslife.berkeley.edu/academics/academic-support/
Are there computers in the academic service centers in the residential halls? I'm trying to remember my visit to one of them when I was a student.

February 2001: It’s a bright new era for Tottenham Hotspur Football Club. After years of mediocrity and flirts with relegation in the 1990s, a new ownership group is taking over from that cheapskate Alan Sugar. Meet your new overlords in English National Investment Company and your new chairman, Daniel Levy! Its sure to be a great start of a beautiful journey!
May 2001: Finishing 12th is not what you would call ideal. No European football. Not to mention bowing out in the FA Cup Semis and League Cup third round. Enjoy this new manager in Glenn Hoddle.
2001-02 : Sol Campbell signed with our eternal rivals in Arsenal! Levy didn’t offer him a new contract? What?? Doesn’t he know those Gunner clowns can’t be taking our players like that? We also finish 9th but made the League Cup final. It helps having the return of our goal scoring phenom in Teddy Sheringham. Adding Gustavo Poyet helps too. Still no European football.
2002-03: The best way to fight back into the elite is to have more goal scorers right? Welcome Robbie Keane from Leeds United! A crafty piece of business on our end! Him and Sheringham power us to…10th place. The fuck? And third round exits in the Cups…
2003-2004: Glenn Hoddle is underachieving! Get rid of him. David Pleat can surely handle the task at hand. Nope, we finished 14th…and still no trophies. But hey check out our shiny new forward in Jermaine Dafoe.
May 2004: Sol Campbell becomes a key contributor to Arsenal’s Invincibles season and wins the Premier League title. Does it feel cold?
2004-2005: Here’s our new manager in Jacques Santini ~goes 5-4-5~ ok never mind. Here’s our REAL new manager in Martin Jol, much more quality. He’s got the gusto and know-how to guide us to 9th and no trophies. At least Jermaine Defoe was the club top goal scorer…and Ledley King is coming into his own.
May 2005: Our other eternal rivals Chelsea win their first Premier League thanks to that outlandish manager Jose Mourinho and oligarch Roman Abramovich. All they do is buy players whenever they please. Pfft, that won’t be sustainable, they’ll come back to Earth eventually.
2005-06: Martin Jol has been a massive improvement to our fortunes. No trophies yet but we’re back in Europe. It’s good to be back in the UEFA Cup, think of the tv revenue. 5th place is a nice finish. Robbie Keane and newcomer Mido carried us to this spot. We should be keep them around for a while. Bringing in experienced talent like Edgar Davids and this young defensive midfielder in Tom Huddlestone helps. And check out our new record signing in Jermaine Jenas.
2006-07: Michael Carrick is a great defensive midfielder but Manchester United want his services. Here, take him. Edgar Davids is also much too old to be playing Premier League football. Our loss is also our gain with 15 million quid in the books. Let's invest that into a brand-new world class striker in Dimitar Berbatov. And Carrick's replacement in Didier Zokora certainly helps us...but we finish 5th again. No tropies either...at least European football?
2007-08: Jermaine Dafoe and Mido are gone. We need to replace them. Darren Bent seems like a good idea. But who the hell is this young left-back named Gareth Bale? Why is he worth 14 million pounds? Whatever, we need depth, he probably won't be much. Snap up this Jonathan Woodgate guy, too, someone has to help Ledley King here!
Oct 25, 2007: So you sacked Martin Jol at halftime against Getafe because reasons? Maybe if you stopped selling all his good players the division wouldn't have started. The fans are not pleased about this at all. Smooth them over with Juande Ramos from Chelsea.
League Cup Final 2008: All this leads to an 11th place finish, but fear not - YOU WON THE LEAGUE CUP! The first trophy since 1999, a true triumph. Certainly Spurs can aim higher now right?
2008-09: Juande Ramos is a fraudulent piece of shite that doesn't deserve to work in North London. We've promptly canned him for the legend that is Harry Redknapp. Just look at him inspire us to...8th place. We made the League Cup Final broken glass window and we've lost to Manchester United. And sold them Berbatov because money. This is shit. Enjoy this new midfielder signing in Luka Modric. He'd only become one of the best players in the world, nothing too crazy. Oh and Robbie Keane is back. So is Jermaine Defoe! Yay?
2009-10: A full season of Redknapp ball has led to a glorious prize! 4TH PLACE! Tottenham Hotspur will be playing under the lights on Tuesday and Wednesday! Play the music....THE CHAMPPPIONS! All it cost was loaning out Keane, selling Bent, and bringing in Peter Crouch. What a team we have forming. This Aaron Lennon kid is turning into quite the player. Oh and that Gareth Bale kid we paid a premium for? Yea, he's playing left winger now.
2010-2011: Champions League football requires Champions League talent. Quickly, let's eye up cheap deals for Rafael van der Vaardt, Sandro, and William Gallas. The attacking front of Crouch, Bale, Defoe, van der Vaardt, and Roman Pavlyuchenko powered us to 5th. It’s been a tough test balancing these nights. But did you see our massive victories against both Milan teams? I think we'll be back here in no time. Is it really a bad season without winning any trophies?
2011-12: A critical season. Harry Redknapp's contract is set to expire and Daniel Levy hasn't really been known to give coaches pay raises unless they merit it. Unfortunately, Peter Crouch is too old to keep around. Off to Stoke City with you, lad, thanks for that night at the San Siro. Bringing Emmanuel Adebayor from the exile of Manchester City should be a like-for-like swap. It all powers us to finish 4th again! HUZZAH! Another season of Champions League revenues! But still no Cups to take home.
2012 CL Final: Unfortunately, Chelsea did something incredible and won the Champions League in the most chaotic final in recent memory. Thus, for finishing 4th, you get Europa League football...god I hate Chelsea.
2012-13: Gareth Bale is becoming an elite winger without elite help. We've also decided to do something ridiculously unpopular and sell Luka Modric to Real Madrid for huge money. van der Vaardt is also out the door to Hamburg. The revenue brings in Hugo Lloris, Mousa Dembele, Clint Dempsey, and Jan Vertonghen. Under the plucky Andre Villas-Boas we finish 5th and go back to Europa. But our Cup showing was even more abysmal this season. Gareth Bale potted 21 goals...oh god he's next to go isn't he?
2013-14: The worst day has come. Gareth Bale has been sold to Real Madrid. He's joining up with Modric and Cristiano Ronaldo. The money reinvested brings in Christian Eriksen, Erik Lamela, Paulinho, Etienne Capoue, and the meme known as Roberto Saldado. Andre Villas-Boas' tenure was short-lived. Tim Sherwood is a former Spurs lad, surely he can lead us to greatness. If you call 6th place and no trophies greatness.
CL Final 2014: Luka Modric and Gareth Bale become key contributors to Real Madrid's Decima in the Champions League. Bale also scores one of the best goals of the campaign in the Copa Del Rey against Barcelona. The fans are pissed at Daniel Levy and ENIC.
2014-15: We've been knocking on the door of the elite English teams for a few seasons now. Time to put up or shut up. Tim Sherwood, you are not that guy pal. Mauricio Pochettino, welcome to Spurs. Here's the plucky academy kid in Harry Kane. Please get him firing, our striker woes are well-known. You want to sell Gylfi Sigurdsson and Sandro for this League One prospect in Dele Alli? Ok if you say so. Who the hell is Eric Dier and why do you want him? Culminating in a fifth place finish and League Cup final. Harry Kane scored 21 goals though...whoa.
2015-16: Defense needs an upgrade. Let's buy this experienced Belgian in Toby Alderwaiald. Him and Vertonghen played together before, surely it will work. We also need a left winger. How about Hueng-Min Son? He's been torching defenses for Leverkusen, he can surely do it here. The top teams are having a down season, now is the time to strike. We can smell the Premier League title in our grasp.
Final Matchday 2016: They finished third in a two-horse race after Leicester decided to have the greatest sports story ever play out in real life. It seems like a missed opportunity, but there is plenty to build on. Poch's team is coming together. Kyle Walker and Danny Rose are molding into elite fullbacks. The Belgians and Lloris are brick walls. Harry Kane is becoming a world-class striker. He even won the Golden Boot! They just need a little bit more to get over the trophy drought.
2016-17: Ok this is the year. We made it back to the Champions League, but this will be the last year at White Hart Lane. It's much too old for this modernizing football club. We need a really big stadium to bring in that sweet matchday revenue like our rivals. And I'm talking REALLY big, the best in all of England. It would be nice to fill it with some Champions League revenue and some silverware no? Well, seems like we finished 2nd and didn't win any Cups...AGAIN. But hey, Harry won the Golden Boot again! Dele Alli took serious strides in becoming a generational talent. Progress is progress amirite?
Final Matchday 2017: Chelsea win their 4th Premier League title since Abramovich took over. At least you finished above Arsenal again...that's a win isn't it?
2017-18: Kyle Walker has been sold to Manchester City because we like money over glory. Don't worry, we have a solid replacement with Kieran Trippier. We'll use the Walker money to bring a new defender in Davinson Sanchez from Ajax and right winger in Lucas Moura from PSG. Oh and for the hell of it, here's Serge Aurier from PSG too. Glorious depth. We still don't have a reliable backup striker, but how about a cheap deal for the aging legs of Fernando Llorente. He was good in a past life right?
Nov 1, 2017: By God, we've done it. We've slain the evil empire in Real Madrid. It's hard to believe a team of this size and caliber could scar the kings of Europe. Surely the only way is up from here.
March 2018: Nope, the knockout stages pit you up against a thunderous Juventus team that makes you their English bitch. Giorgio Chiellini goes on to make one of the most overused memes in all of football Twitter. "Iz di history of di Tottenham..."
Final Matchday 2018: Respectable 3rd place finish behind Manchester United lads. Too bad no trophies to go with it. Sigh... what else is new? We finished above Arsenal again...yay? Meanwhile, Kyle Walker is part of the Centurion Manchester City team...I need more liquor.
2018-19: Harry Kane is starting to get impatient. He needs to start seeing some silverware soon. Hueng-Min Son is emerging as a top forward in the league. Dele’s dropped off a bit but it’s just a blip, nothing to worry about. Jan and Toby are rock-solid at the back. We have a plucky solid squad, filled with some high-end talent but we didn't get any reinforcements in the summer...what the fuck? You do realize squads transition every season, ENIC? Where's Poch's reinforcements? Why did you sell Mousa Dembele mid-season, he was still useful! Oh dear god, what have they done? Oh that’s right…the new stadium. It’s still not done yet is it?
UCL QFs 2019: This is massive test. We managed to beat Barcelona in the group stage, and cake-walked through Dortmund in the Round of 16 but this is a new beast. We're up against the defending PL champs in Man City. Harry is hurt but we've got Sonny, Lucas, Chrisitan, Dele, and Fernando to make up for his goals. A huge pen save by Hugo on Aguero keeps us in the tie. Son puts us up 1-0 in the first leg. Going to the Etihad without Harry, it's a tight affair. Son and Sterling trading goals, Fernando kneeing in the go-ahead, Bernardo Silva pulling one back, 4-3 Man City, and seeing out the final whistle. Away goals take us over the line. Onto the Semis!
UCL SFs 2019: This Ajax team downed Real Madrid. They're gonna walk all over us. At least in the first leg. The second leg is a masterpiece. Lucas scored not one, not two, but THREE away goals to push us to glory! Gas up the bus boys, WE ARE GOING TO THE UCL FINAL!!!!
UCL Final 2019: What the actual fuck? How was that a handball on Moussa Sissoko??? IT HIT HIS BLOODY SHOULDER! You gifted this match to Liverpool, UEFA! (This is the moment that broke Tottenham Hotspur) And why the hell didn't Lucas start the game? After that fantastic hat trick? I don't care if Kane was fit to play, this is massive managerial blunder. Maybe this is the summer things start to change. All we got for this was a runner-up medal. At least we finished 4th in England. BUT STILL NO MOTHER FUCKING TROPHIES! writer proceeds to smash his laptop in the process
2019-20: The UCL Final should be a springboard for another potential title charge. Poch is calling out ownership for not wanting to give him signings. They only fumbled the Paulo Dybala signing, surely we can still trust Levy and ENIC right? Here's Giovani Lo Celso instead and Tanguy Ndombele to shore up the midfield. Here's our replacement for Danny Rose in Ryan Sessegnon. Unfortunately, Chrisitan Eriksen wants out and we let his contract run down. He leaves in January for basically nothing. Results are starting to flounder so Poch, pack your furniture and get out of our house. Meet our new manager: Jose Mourinho, the Special One. Just nobody tell Daniel he's been sacked infamously by both Chelsea and Manchester United for being a toxic presence. At least the new stadium is ope---ah fuck, it's COVID. An injury-plagued campaign culminates in a 6th place finish, but still no trophies. Another finish over those Gunners though! Why aren't you fans happy? We can't spend money, don't you see we didn't get any matchday revenue???
FA Cup Final 2020: Even though we finished above them, Arsenal take home an FA Cup with a squad arguably much less talented than Spurs. It was also against Chelsea...who finished above you. Can someone drive me to the nearest cliff please?
2020-21: A full season of Mourinho-ball. Tensions are starting to run high. Kane is pissed at the direction we're going. Jan Vertonghen and Kieran Trippier are gone. Dele Alli forgot how to play football under Jose. We need a new center-back...too goddam expensive. Let's convert Eric Dier to CB and have play back there, what's the worst that can happen? Fans aren't happy at all. I know the solution: you kids remember Uncle Gareth?? He's baaaaack! Sure, he's in his early 30s and a shell of himself but he's won 4 UCL titles and scored that fabulous bike kick in 2018. He's still class. Here’s a bunch of mid table players in Pierre-Emile Hojbjerg, Matt Doherty, and Joe Rodon to supplement the team.
March 2021: Europa League is quite winnable. Surely nothing bad will happen like you losing to a team who's manager is in prison for tax fraud. breaking glass sounds you fumbled a 2-0 agg lead to Dinamo Zagreb...who's manager was in prison for tax fraud. You're fucking pathetic you know that?
April 2021: Jose Mourinho is a dinosaur of English football. Look at him playing park the bus tactics while we can't defend score. Let's get rid of this cancer before it spreads. Who cares if it's six days before the League Cup Final against City? Why can't Ryan Mason see it out?
EFL Cup Final 2021: It's not a blowout loss, but it's clearly an overmatching. City run rampant on Spurs as they lift the trophy they basically own at this point. Fans are calling for Levy's head. In fact, they were calling for it as early as the FA Cup loss to Everton in the fourth round.
Final Matchday 2021: Jose refused to play Gareth Bale. Looking back that was a terrible decision. Bale and Kane power us to a 7th place finish. We finish above Arsenal again. It's a successful season in ENIC's checkbook. And there's still European football to play. Harry Kane wins another Golden Boot and the Golden Ball for most assists. We have to keep him around.
May 2021: Kieran Trippier and Christian Eriksen become key contributors to Atletico Madrid and Inter Milan's respective title wins. In other news, Juan Foyth wins the Europa League with Villarreal while on loan. Does that sound familiar?
CL Final 2021: Chelsea find another way to win another Champions League title, despite sacking a manger midway through the season and having misfiring forwards. And it was against Man City…who we beat every now and then.
2021-22: We need a director of football to help us match up to our rivals better. Fabio Paratici built Juventus in the most dominant club in Italy, surely he can replicate that in England. No we won't hire Paulo Fonseca and his 7 assistant coaches, way too much payroll. And no, you can't hire Gennaro Gattuso for his derogatory comments. Wait, where the hell is Harry Kane? Ahh I see he wants to be sold to Man City. HA! Doesn't he know he just signed an extension? Son has too, so if Harry wants to play hardball let him. Quickly, hire Nuno Espirito Santos as our fail-safe. He's not what we wanted but we fucked up so we're fucked now. Wait, how can we be so critical of ourselves? CHECK OUT THIS GLORIOUS STADIUM!!!!
Nov 2021: Nuno is terrible, he's lost 5 in a row. Who cares if we beat Man City on opening day? Get him out NOW! Get Antonio Conte in. It's another former Chelsea manager to restore our standing in the club.
Final Matchday 2022: HUZZAH! After a turbulent season, losing to wifi-password named clubs in the Conference League then getting kicked out of it for COVID reasons, Conte calling us out in the media multiple times, we galvanized ourselves to a 4th place finish. We're back, and it's thanks to the Juve rejects in Cristian Romero, Dejan Kulusevski, and Rodrigo Bentancur. Son won the Golden Boot, a true testament to his development at Spurs. Back on track. But still...no trophies. Another finish above Arsenal...they should just make a team award for that at this point.
2022-23: A full season of a happier Conte should lead us to silverware. Let’s not dawddle, start making signings. Richarlison always victimized us at Everton, let’s bring him to back up Kane. Yves Bissouma did the same at Brighton and we do need a batter box to box midfielder. Him too. Ivan Perisic on a free for Conte’s wingback. Surely our defense is fine in the hands of Romero, Dier, Clement Lenglet, and Ben Davies. And Djed Spence because reasons.
April 2023: It’s been a terrible season. From having our best start to a season since 1967 to bottling game after game after game. Tepid football, lack of inspiration. Despite small triumphs like winning the Champions League group stage and mugging Manchester City of points again, they have failed miserably again. Son’s form is gone. Richarlison doesn’t know how to score. The defense is wide open. It implodes after giving up 3 goals to a bottom table Southampton after being up 3-0. Conte is furious, criticizes ownership again, and is canned back to Italy. Fabio Paratici was also banned by FIFA for cooking Juve’s books. To make it worse, Arsenal was leading the top of the table and almost won the title. Thank the football gods for Man City and their oil money franchise. That means nothing as the season prolapses, we fall out of European contention, and finish 8th. No manager, no director football, toxic fanbase crying out for changes. I have now developed heavy drinking. "ZE DON'T WANT TO PLAY FOR SOMETHING IMPORTANT! 20 YEARS THERE IS THE OWNER AND NEVER WON SOMETHING!"
UEL Semi-Final 2023: Did I mention this gets worse because it does. A couple seasons back, Spurs swapped Erik Lamela and 25 million for promising Spanish youngster Bryan Gil from Sevilla. Gil was never favored by Nuno or Conte, with the Italian basically exiling him from the team unless he had no other choice but to play him. Gil would be loaned back to Sevilla where he assisted Erik Lamela's game-winning goal in stoppage time to book Sevilla a place in the Europa League final. I want to drink bleach...
Twenty-three years of failures and memes, Tottenham look like a lost club. All the shiny toys, but nothing to show for it. Champagne expectations with a beer budget. Does the ownership really value profit that much? Daniel Levy always insists his goal every season is to win a trophy. But how do you do that without attracting top talent? They squandered a window in 2019 and can’t remake the glory. They've made signing after signing that are inconsistent or not at the level to win trophies. It feels like they value cheap deals rather than actual talent. It's killing the club. Kane has been a legend at the club but he’s ready to move on. I don’t blame him, his career is incomplete with some hardware. But the future looks bleak. What will Spurs do next? Will they do a full rebuild and risk the possibility of no European football? Or will they try to win at least one trophy before Kane's contract is up?

Come see the award winning film again, tonight (Tuesday, 05.30.2023 at 6 pm at WWU's Performing Arts Center) for free! Perfect closing event for May 2023 (APIDA Heritage month) and appropriate film to welcome June 2023 (Pride month!). Tomorrow, 05.31.2023, come out to support the raising of the new pride progress flag, hear speeches and poems, etc. See y'all there!
Film screening info - https://ess-adei.wwu.edu/film-screening-everything-everywhere-all-once
Film info - https://www.npr.org/2022/03/25/1088531021/everything-everywhere-all-at-once-movie-review; https://www.rogerebert.com/reviews/everything-everywhere-all-at-once-2022
WWU Pride Celebration - https://www.instagram.com/p/CsT8wVXJPVt/; https://win.wwu.edu/event/9090315

Position Summary
Multi-faceted position involving database system administration, product roadmapping and feature generation, data analytics, and user training. The Manager spearheads CUNY EDGE’s efforts to identify and implement technology-based strategies centered on the Database Management System, our custom data system built with an external developer. This role will be expected to conduct user research, recommend new features, access and report on data stored in multiple sources, as well as analyze and visualize the data using business intelligence tools. The overarching function is to streamline operations, data collection and reporting, and data-related collaborations. This is an ideal position for someone with data management experience who is seeking a broader role in program operations.
General Description
CUNY EDGE is the latest initiative to support public assistance recipients enrolled in college during a twenty-year partnership between the City University of New York (CUNY) and the New York City Human Resources Administration (HRA). Launched in 2016, CUNY EDGE supports public assistance recipients to attend CUNY, meet HRA work obligations, graduate in a timely manner, and find gainful employment. The program model balances academic advising and personal supports with career development and community engagement while maintaining students’ compliance with HRA regulations. Serving over 5,000 students across 18 campuses each year, CUNY EDGE is led by a Central Office team supporting over 70 staff at the campuses who provide direct services to students.
Housed within the CUNY Central Office/ Office of Academic Affairs, CUNY EDGE is seeking a motivated self-starter with significant product and data management experience to serve as a full-time Manager of Database Administration and Tech Initiatives. Reporting to the CUNY EDGE Deputy Director, the Manager spearheads CUNY EDGE’s efforts to identify and implement technology-based strategies centered on the Database Management System, our custom data system built with an external developer. This role will be expected to conduct user research, recommend new features, access and report on data stored in multiple sources, as well as analyze and visualize the data using business intelligence tools. The overarching function is to streamline operations, data collection and reporting, and data-related collaborations. This is an ideal position for someone with data management experience who is seeking a broader role in program operations.
Salary Range: $80,000 - $85,000 Per Year
Learn more about this job and apply here

I F(19) have been dating my boyfriend M(20) for a little over two years. We started dating "officially" (will address this next) our last year of high school. We originally "dated" when we were freshmen, we were pretty inseparable but being 14 things didn't really work out. I ended up ghosting him then and maybe that wasn't the best decision but at the time it seemed like the best solution would be a clean break. We didn't really have any contact throughout the two years in between with the occasional exception of him reaching out to try to be friends but I usually tried to let him down easy and claimed that it wasn't the best idea. Eventually our respective circles started to overlap again and we slowly became friends senior year. It was great, we would go out to local tourist traps and attractions and do "friend" dinner dates and it eventually lead to us dating. But of course like all things high school came to an end. He got accepted to a school and went for a while. My folks sold our house in my hometown and I ended up traveling till I found a place I fell for and got an apartment. I would visit him at school and that is when things started to take a turn for the worse. I would visit him once a month and have to drive about three hundred miles, he wasn't able to come to me because he was living on campus and didn't need/have a car. It seemed like every time I went to visit him I was never the first priority. Yes we would be all lovey dovey and talk about how much we missed each other at first but then we would stay in his dorm all weekend and he would play games on his computer while I would just be there, in the background. One time while I was visiting him he was tired and wanted to take a nap, not being interested in sitting in the dorm for three hours and waiting for him to wake up I decided that I would go have some "me" time. I made him promise me that he would be up a certain time because I would not be able to get back into the building without him and I didn't really know anyone so I would just be up a creek. I set some alarms on his phone and headed out for a few hours. I texted him about 10 minutes in advance (I couldn't park on campus because I wasn't a student) so that he could let me back up. I saw he was active on snapchat read my text but never replied. I ended up making it to his building and called him about 20 times over an hour before he came down, clearly having just had woken up. I was furious, I was silently stewing the whole trip up to the room. When we got there I packed all my things left the building and walked the about two miles up hill to my car and left without saying much, I was at my breaking point. we had a long talk about the weekend afterwards with a bit of progress. I only think I visited him once or twice after that at school because he ended up leaving and moving home but they were better than the previous visits, we made real progress. He definitely improved a lot mentally after leaving I was and still am happy for him. We don't get to see each other as often because our hometown is about a 12 hr drive from me and I work a lot and can't take a lot of time off to make the trip. we see each other on holidays mostly. Im not really bothered by it I'm ok on my own, perks of being an only child but here's where the current issues lie. We have very poor communication, he will contact me maybe twice or three times a day at most and at odd hours of the day because his sleep schedule is screws up from playing games at night with friends and sleeping late. when he contacts me I'm either asleep or he contacts me when he wakes up while I'm working. Communication is a big thing for me, I try to FaceTime him in the morning before I head to work, not super early but around 10 - 10:30 , I usually work till around 6 - 7 and don't have the energy to talk to anyone when I get off of work. He rarely picks up and when he does it's usually short and he tells me that's he's tired and what's to sleeps more. I don't fight with him its moot why would I want to engage with someone that isn't interested in talking right? He does call me but it's usually an inconvenient time for me and I can rarely get a word in. He's a very smart guy and likes to ramble on about his interests which I have always found cute but a conversation is supposed to go two ways and he doesn't always get that. so my issue right now is is it worth it anymore? I care about him deeply, I know it probably didn't come across very well in this but I do love him very very much but I don't know how much I can put up with being the one who puts in all the effort. I don't want to leave him but I can't ask him to change who he is as a person to accommodate me. I love him and his family and they love me, hell even my dad loves him and they get along. I can see a future with him and it's something that we have talked about but if it's always going to be detached like this its not a future I want. Is there anyway I can get through to him, I really want things to work.
TLDR; me and my long-distance bf are having communication issues and Im not sure how to get through to him.

Hi guys,
I'm presently a rising junior at the University of Michigan, where I'm majoring in both philosophy and political science, and currently maintain a cumulative GPA of 3.5. Though I am a US citizen, I reside in Saudi Arabia.
Here's my unique situation: the Saudi government offers a full tuition scholarship - which includes a monthly stipend - to Saudi citizens who gain admission to top-tier universities. This scholarship enabled me to attend UMich without incurring any debt, and it's this program that I'm counting on to fund my legal education, hence my concentration on elite schools. However, the scholarship necessitates immediate progression to higher education upon graduation, eliminating the possibility of a gap year. Reapplying to the program is particularly challenging.
My goal is to leverage my background in philosophy to stimulate critical thinking within Saudi Arabia's legal framework. I aim to obtain a JD/PhD, with the intent to become a law professor and champion a more reflective, enlightened method of legal instruction in my home country. Interestingly, I am one of only three Saudis to have received a formal education in philosophy, as there are currently no philosophy departments in Saudi Arabia, although this is set to change by the time I graduate. This summer, I will be collaborating with philosophy organizations in Saudi Arabia.
Given these factors, I'm seeking some insight: what are my chances?
Major: Political Science/ Philosophy
GPA (as of now): 3.5
Extracurriculars: Executive board member of the Effective Altruism Society, Vice President of the Club Lacrosse team, participant in student government and a sorority, with plans to engage more in major-related activities.
Study Abroad: University of Oxford (Summer 2023 semester), and potentially UCL or Oxford (Winter 2024 semester).
Regarding the LSAT, I've just commenced studying this summer, and thus far, it's going well.
Considering all this, I'd greatly value your thoughts and advice. How do my current stats position me for gaining admission into a top law school? Does a 3.5 GPA drastically affect my chances, even if I achieve an outstanding LSAT score?

My (33m) mother (63) and my father divorced when I was in the fourth grade. After my parents divorced my mom decided she needed to have her “freedom” and relive her childhood that she allegedly missed out on. She got a boyfriend and spend a lot of time with him drinking, traveling, staying at his house etc. I remember many times my mother would disappear and I wouldn’t be able to reach her for many days. When I did spend time with my mom she would tell me all sorts of bad things about my father and how he ruined their marriage etc.
My mom nearly died in the 8th grade and her and that guy split up. My brother and I moved into my moms house after she miraculously recovered. It was hell. My mom drank, did pills, gave us drugs and alcohol as teenagers, she partied 24/7 with a guy she met who lived in our neighborhood, went to festivals constantly, refused to work, slept till 2 pm everyday, went from nice to extremely mean and angry hour by hour, she was always blaming me and my brother for everything and we could never meet her expectations. We were called lazy, unappreciative, destructive, etc. I feel like I did not have a parent but I was living with an angry sibling. I had no structure or guidance.
I dropped out of high school at 16 and just kind of floated around until 22 when I got my GED and went to community college. At 23-24 after a traumatic event in my life I started going to church because I had no sense of purpose. I started helping out the priest there and he sort of gave me guidance. Eventually (Age 25) with the help of the priest I befriended, I decided to finish my bachelors at a Catholic university that was akin to a military school. I finally had structure and guidance etc. My mom never came to visit me once while I was there. Instead she would just tell others how I think I am better than everyone else and how I changed.
I graduated at 29 in 2019. I spent a year studying for the LSAT and got a scholarship to a law school 1,000 miles away. I moved in a heartbeat. During my three years there my mom refused to come visit me but made me feel extremely guilty for leaving. Every time I shared happy new experiences with her she ignored my texts and calls. I would go home to visit and it would be fine until about 5 days in then the talk of me being selfish and self centered or ungrateful would happened and I would get the silent treatment.
I went home this past week and brought my girlfriend and it was miserable after we spent the night away one evening and I didn’t answer my moms texts about cooking her dinner.
Here is the last text she sent me after I said I am doing the best I can with the situation I was put into:
“You weren’t “put in this situation”. Your situation is the direct your decisions. You do not give as much as you can. You can be kind to your mom. You can be thoughtful of your mom. You can be considerate of your mom. You can spend one evening sitting on the deck or around a fire with your mom. You can call your mom simply to ask how she’s doing. You can send your mom a Mother’s Day card. You can hug your mom.
Someone who’s observed the way you treat me once said, “X, believe me when I tell you, someday he will look back and cry.” I do not want that for you. I want to see you become a better man.
A woman understands need only to see how a man treats his mother to know how he will treat his wife.”
Obviously I was extremely pissed and flew out the next day. My girlfriend was caught in the middle of all this (and was guilt tripped by my mom for being non-committal about her ability to drive two hours to my sister who lives in a group home). When leaving my girlfriend said I a looking forward to seeing you again and my mom said “you’re not going to want to come back” The entire trip my mom made everything about her. The thing about her text is I try to be kind and thoughtful to my mom while creating my own life and happiness- meaning moving away and starting my own family. I call and text her and I am ignored for a week or more. She refuses to visit me even once over the past 6 years.
What complicates things even more is that my sister has a disability and lives in a group home two hours from my mom. She is quite a bit younger, which effects our relationship. I need to be better about calling her and visiting her but it’s hard. My mom guilts me into feeling bad about it all. My mom also is guilting me into being my sisters legal guardian. As much as I love my sister, I am not sure if I can handle that sort of responsibility.
Why I am confused is because my mom is pretty generous. She will buy food and send me the little money she has so that I could get by as a student. She can be loving and extremely kind. However, whenever she does give me support or money, she uses it to guilt and control me. I feel very guilty leaving my mom on her own or having her feel like I am selfish and awful to her. But I feel like I have built a good life and I have a girlfriend I am going to marry eventually and start my own family with.
TL;DR: Can a parent still be a narcissist if they are selfless with money and things of that nature?

(Samuel0793’s note: this is an article that was published by The Griffin, Jesuit Canisius College’s newspaper, in April 21st, 2023.)
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By Colton Pankiewicz, Asst. Sports Editor
Movie star Adam Sandler spontaneously played pickup basketball with students at Canisius prior to his comedy show in Buffalo last weekend.
The longtime actor who’s starred in Blockbuster films such as “Big Daddy,” “Happy Gilmore” and “Grown Ups” left those who saw him at Canisius in awe as he quietly played a game of pickup basketball in the Koessler Athletic Center before his show at the KeyBank Center on Sunday.
Outside of the visit of former President Harry S. Truman when he came to the college in 1962 during his 38-hour stay in Buffalo, Canisius hasn’t hosted many people of high stature. So when Siem Uijtendaal, a junior on the men's basketball team, heard that Adam Sandler was coming to get a workout in, he didn't believe it.
“I was in the gym shooting — I didn't expect anything before I heard Adam Sandler was coming in. … I didn't believe it,” said Uijtendaal. “Myself, Athina Lexa and him were on a team in a three-on-three basketball game. He kept complimenting my game, and he was actually pretty good himself, doing all the fancy behind-the-back passes and all that. He gave all of us in the gym tickets to his comedy show after our game, and we went and had a great time.”
Associate Athletic Trainer Kristen Saviola was in the athletic training room when she heard the same rumor. She checked to see if the news was real, and, sure enough, the award-winning actor was there.
“You’d think he was just a normal dude: he didn’t act like some billionaire, just a dude playing basketball and getting a workout in,” said Saviola. After the scrimmage was over, she jokingly asked Sandler if he needed to be stretched out. To her surprise the man that played roles such as “Bobby Boucher,” “Happy Gilmore” or “Sonny Koufax” took her up on it.
“I didn’t want to fangirl,” said Saviola. “I was as normal as possible and tried to be professional while inside I was thinking ‘What the heck is happening? Who’s going to believe I went to work and saw Adam Sandler playing pickup at a small school in Buffalo?’ This isn't some huge school that you’d expect him to be at,” said the associate athletic trainer, in her fifth year with the college. Saviola couldn’t believe that she was stretching out the man she had watched in movies for her entire life, nor could she believe how normal he was.
She will mostly remember cracking a joke in which she was able to make Sandler laugh, just before asking him for a picture, to which he instantly agreed.
Freshman Rylee McKInney was lying on the recovery table awaiting offseason treatment from her volleyball season when the man that starred in “Murder Mystery 2,” a movie she had watched just last week, walked in.
“He walked in with shorts that went below the knees and had a shirt on that didn’t match, with colorful basketball shoes to top it off,” she said.
The man introduced himself as Adam and asked how she was doing. A short time later, word spread: before most students could swarm the building, he told everyone he had a show to go to and left like he was never there. He performed his act in front of thousands just a short time later before continuing on his comedy tour. Sandler’s visit to the school created a story for just a handful of students to tell, but one that is surely unique for the small school of Canisius College.

I am not writing this in the homeless section because they have a homeless mindset over there. They discuss things like how to live outdoors, dumpster dive, where to sleep on the streets or in a tent in inclement weather, or apply for disability. I'm not quite there yet, and I don't want to be.
I have my car. I've spent $3000 a year on repairs because its old. Eventually the car has to be replaced. I don't buy beaters. I need to factor in a car payment each month for repairs, or a down payment to replace this one.
I have a Masters degree, and multi-industry business skills. The drawback is my age. I need FT work that will cover (student loan, debt, health, dental, vision, apt, utilities, phone, car, gas, insurance, etc ).
When I mention dental, vision and healthcare, that isn't just to pay a premium for an insurance policy. I actually need dental work, not the kind at a clinic that yanks your teeth. I have 2 decaying teeth and periodontal gum disease. One root canal and a crown is $3,500. I used to work in Insurance, so I know what I need. I have Menopause. Planned parenthood doesn't address that.
I've worked in human resources, banking, insurance and sales. I do not want to work in banking.
Many people suggest "take any job," but one has to be offered one. I look at net income minus taxes, debt, bills, and expenses.
The last job I had was in a call center. It didn't pay enough to rent a place. Older people are not protected under fair housing laws, when asking homeowners to just rent a room. I need more than just a room. Renting rooms without a written lease presents problems (read roommates and the legal section for insight). "Lodger vs tenant" and specific State laws. Plus, many people work from home now. That's why 1BR apt prices are going up. Post pandemic people are working remotely.
I can work in insurance, recruiting, and am also interested in legal assistant office work. I can't get hired due to needing a place to live and a living wage; $ to pay my accrued bills, car, dental and vision needs (I need an eye exam and prescription glasses), car insurance policy renewal.
How do I get started from scratch? Please don't mention 211, the govt churches and nonprofits. 211 is a call center and all nonprofits launder money for the elite and toss out crumbs to keep their inventory of needy people to justify their business and six figure ceo pay. Unhoused people know whats available. If the govt gave out free apts OR employers paid a living wage, then no one would be on the streets or living in their cars.
I need employment. I don't have drugs, criminal or mental health issues. Its my age and my Covid employment gap. I need $3500-$4000 month net income. That isn't high income, so please don't judge me. What part of CT are affordable (what parts should I avoid), what places are hiring? I applied to Yale hospital for some office work. Again, I am homeless and I am down to $2000.
To those who are married with children, a single, childfree person shouldn't have to earn any less because of being single. I should be able to earn a household income to cover my expenses just like the person who chooses to have a family.
Thank you to anyone who has specific suggestions on who is hiring (ideally Connecticut because its liberal).
Temp agencies are not helpful. They are staffed with people who have no outside industry experience and their loyalty is to their client employer. I've had an assignment pull me out and let me go because I was placed into a low wage call center job for an insurance company. I used to do underwriting and claims work. And while at lunch I sat with the underwriters and my non-college degreed insecure boss called the staffing company to end my assignment. They wanted me to be content on $17/hour pretax and not look for something else within the company. I was sleeping in my car doing that job. Why the hell would I not be looking for something better and permanent with paid holiday benefits?
Other than temp services (I can't sign a rental lease on jobs that can end without notice), what places will hire an articulate, critical thinker who is middle aged and has a strong work ethic and that pays for a place to live plus medical and bills?

Company Name	Title	City
Level Four Group	Revenue Officer	Dallas
Pyrotecnico Fireworks Inc	Project Estimator Sales & Installations	Dallas
The Lamplighter School	Substitute School Nurse	Dallas
Kindful Health	CNA - Dallas	Dallas
Meadows Behavioral Healthcare	MBH - Psychiatric Nurse Practitioner - Dallas	Dallas
Optime Staffing Partners	PRN Licensed Vocational Nurse LVN-Hospice	Dallas
Jobot	Registered Nurse	Dallas
AmTrust Financial Services, Inc.	Telephonic Nurse Case Manager	Dallas
WiNGS Dallas	Bilingual-Nurse Home Visito Nurse Family Partnership	Dallas
Baylor Scott & White Institute for Rehabilitation	Case Management Nurse	Dallas
Dallas Medical Center	Lvn - Er	Dallas
Prana Talent	Circulating Nurse	Dallas
Greendoor	Registered Nurse - US Residence only F1, TN are welcome to apply	Dallas
Dallas Medical Center	Registered Nurse - Float Pool	Dallas
Sterling Medical, Llc	Neonatal Nurse Practitioner NNP	Dallas
HealthTrust Workforce Solutions	Registered Nurse	Dallas
The Judge Group	Dialysis Charge Nurse	Dallas
Dallas Medical Center	Staff RN - Pain Clinic	Dallas
N2S Healthcare Staffing Solutions LLC	RN Telemetry	Dallas
Parkland Health and Hospital System	Staff - Registered Nurse (RN) - PCU - Progressive Care Unit - $36-45 per hour	Dallas

Hey guys, here are some recent job openings in dallas. Feel free to comment here or send me a private message if you have any questions, I'm at the community's disposal! If you encounter any problems with any of these job openings please let me know that I will modify the table accordingly. Thanks!

"Okay," Sookie called out. "That's a wrap!"
A ragged cheer went up from the cast and crew. Deacon walked around, clapping his hands and cheering loudly, making sure everyone else was cheering, too. Sookie walked over to her chair and sank into it, her feet throbbing in time to the cheering people around her. She smiled at anyone who caught her eye and just relaxed.
This was the end of a grueling, forty-five day shooting schedule that had been supposed to be ten hour days, but had ended up being more like thirteen to eighteen hour days for her. They weren't done filming the season. Far from it, in fact. But these were the worst shots, and the cast and crew involved had all agreed to push through hard until it was done. After this, they had about two more months of shooting on a more normal schedule, and then editing could begin.
Deacon, despite his enthusiasm for the end of the push, had not had to attend most of the shots they got, and had instead, been spending 'quality' time with a couple of local groupies and the White Lady. Sookie didn't begrudge him this, of course. She worried a little about the amount of booger sugar going up his nose at times, but his agent had repeatedly assured her that he was using far more often during shoots than during his off time.
Besides, it was only fitting that the star of the show should enjoy the fruits of his fame. Sookie herself had picked up a bisexual couple a week or two ago, when they had a shoot end 'early' (at nine PM) and the next's day's shoot wasn't scheduled to begin until eight AM. She had left set almost immediately and headed to a local gay bar, where someone had recognized her from her OnlyFans days and insisted upon introducing his boyfriend.
She sighed, remembering the sensation of two well-endowed men thrusting into her, and how she'd simply melted when the one behind her leaned forward and around to kiss the other. Bi men were soooo hawt...
She promised herself she'd try to find another bisexual 'gay' couple, now that she had the time.
Deacon had finally got everyone sufficiently enthusiastic -which was a credit to his charisma, really, as everybody was exhausted- and came over to sit next to her in his own chair.
"I am so ready for a couple weeks off," he said.
"It's one week," Sookie reminded him. "And then you need to be ready for the fight scenes. Have you been working with your choreographer?"
"I haven't really had the time..." Deacon whined, causing Sookie to sigh.
"Deek," she said, sitting up in her chair and turning to face him. "You haven't needed to be on set for the past two weeks. You've been coming to, in your own words, 'help keep morale up'. And while I do appreciate your efforts in that regards, it is far more important for you to be ready to shoot your fight scenes in a week. I'm serious here. You need to get with your choreographer and get your moves nailed down tight. We don't have time to push those shoots back any further."
Deacon held up his hands in surrender. "I'll be down at the dojo tomorrow, I swear."
"Tomorrow morning," Sookie insisted.
"Tomorrow morning," Deacon agreed. "In fact, I'm going to get the playbook and go over it tonight, to try to get a head start."
Sookie smiled and patted him on the knee as she rose. She didn't want to be here anymore. The PAs and crew could finish cleaning everything up so the teardown crews could get started tomorrow.
She found her personal assistant and instructed her to make sure everyone knew to do their own breakdowns, then left. Filming on set had certain advantages, including the fact that she was within walking distance of her hotel.
The security guard that Julie had insisted she maintain since that incident a few years ago with the psycho stan peeled herself off the wall she'd been holding up and fell into step behind her. Sookie wouldn't have minded so much, except Julie had carefully picked married, monogamous men and women to fill her security schedule with, to avoid any 'conflicts of interest'.
This gal, Linda Gottlieb, was probably the worst of all. She had a girlfriend and a boyfriend, and yet refused to sleep with anyone else. On top of that, she was as slender as Sookie, flat chested (which Sookie found to be a major turn on) and hard as a rock, with veiny arms and shoulders and even a few visible on her belly.
Sookie was a woman of many tastes, but skinny girls with visible veins and no tits were one of her more notable favorites, and so Linda's categorical refusal to so much as let Sookie slip a hand down her pants was grating.
Linda wasn't wearing a uniform. She wore a tight tank top and a loose flannel with the sleeves rolled up and the front unbuttoned over a pair of blue jeans and hiking boots. Sookie knew she had a gun on her somewhere, but couldn't speculate as to where.
Well, that's not true. Sookie imagined the handle sticking of her ass, riding up between the cheeks of that ass that all flat-chested women seemed to have that was categorically unfair to better-if-still-modestly endowed women like Sookie. She slowed down to get a peek at it.
"Looking at my ass again?" Linda asked.
"Yes," Sookie said. "I was wondering if you keep your gun there. The handle could fit between those cheeks and nobody would be the wiser."
Linda laughed and lifted her flannel to show a handgun tucked into her belt on her hip. "Sorry to disappoint," she said. "But I kinda need to keep it where I could easily get at it."
Sookie sighed, her pleasant illusion ruined.
They turned left out of the studio gates and walked up the road. Despite the presence of the studio, this was kind of a rough area, so Sookie appreciated having some security as she made the walk. Not that she couldn't handle herself, but she'd learned the hard way that being taken by surprise left her as vulnerable as anyone.
They hadn't gotten more than a half a block before a ragged looking man approached them, reeking of booze and shit. His clothes were filthy and torn and he had a scraggly beard that ranged from a centimeter to three inches long, seemingly at random.
"Spare a dollar?" he asked.
"No," Linda said, stepping forward to catch his attention so Sookie could slip past.
"S'just a dollar, lady. I'll lick your pussy for it!" The man leered at Linda, who didn't blink or flinch, but rather gave him a hard shove back.
"Don't you fucking crowd me, talking shit like that," she said menacingly, taking another step forward to keep him off balance.
"Be respectful," she added with force. The man looked like he wanted to argue, but something in the way she looked or held herself made it clear to him that Linda was not to be trifled with. He stepped back until his back was to the wall of the building behind him and watched as Linda turned and caught back up to Sookie, who was watching the whole thing over her shoulder.
"Fucking Dykes!" the man shouted. "Suck my dick!"
"You'd think that at least one of them would figure out that being aggressive like that doesn't work," Sookie mused.
"It doesn't work on you or me, but that's because we know we could take his head off if he tried to get violent," Linda said. "Most women aren't fighters. They'll give him cash just to get him to stop harassing them."
"Fair enough," Sookie said.
This was a common occurrence. Almost every time Sookie walked to her hotel, at least one homeless person would try to panhandle her. Sometimes, if she had any cash, she'd give them some. Once in a blue moon, one would engender enough sympathy for a good payout, a hundred bucks or so. But most of the time, they struck her as entitled ruffians, living on the street thanks to their own bad decisions and trying to get by on other people's labor.
She knew that was an old-fashioned mindset. She knew a lot of these people would, if they got clean of whatever they were using, sort out their lives and take care of business. She knew that the DCM Group even had a charitable arm who straight up gave condos and large sums of money to many homeless people, who immediately used that gift to get back on their feet. She knew the stats, too.
But this particular area seemed to attract the sort of homeless people whom right-wing motards used as an archetype for all homeless people. Twice, someone from the crew had been assaulted, causing Sookie to declare that she and the stunt coordinator were the only ones allowed to walk to and from the studio.
"I wonder if they're actually even homeless," Linda said, her thoughts echoing Sookie's.
"Me too," Sookie said. "I mean, it's a very poor neighborhood, adjacent to a place where very wealthy people work. There's no rule that says you have to be homeless to panhandle."
Linda nodded. Sookie wondered idly if she'd been following her own logic, or seeking out a belief that made her feel better about judging the people here. She wasn't sure which, really.
The area they moved through got progressively nicer as they continued. They turned the last corner, with three blocks still to go when Sookie saw the next one.
This one was older. he only had about a week's worth of beard on his face, though Sookie could see that it was mostly gray. He wore similar clothes to the other one, the once-vibrant colors having long since faded towards a muted gray tone. His clothes, however, looked cleaner and the holes had all been neatly stitched. As they drew close, Sookie could read his sign.
Please help Leave a dollar or take a resume Will work for food
Sure enough, he had a stack of resumes weighted down with a rock next to him. Sookie stopped, intrigued and bent down to retrieve one. She handed the man a folded ten dollar bill at the same time. A reward for creativity in his panhandling, she thought.
She looked at it. The man had a pair of enlistments in the Marine Corps at the top of his work experience. It was back in the early 2000s, and it mentioned Helmand Province, which Sookie recalled had been at the center of a lot of the fighting in Afghanistan.
The next few lines were security companies, starting with a high-end competitor to the Group, and then a long sequence of construction and day-labor work, ending on his current work, which was "Self Employed - Private Investigations". Below that, he had a string of qualifications, including armed security, close protection and bail enforcement.
"This is actually quite a good resume," Sookie told him. She glanced up at the top to get his name, Richard Nixon.
"Richard Nixon?" Sookie asked. "Like the president?"
Richard nodded. "I'll work," he said hopefully. "I can swing a hammer and do plumbing. I'll do a full day's work for lunch and dinner, or a hundred bucks, whichever you prefer."
Sookie handed the resume to Linda, who looked down at it.
"Ain't much different than mine," she said. "Oorah."
"Oorah," Richard muttered back, seemingly on pure instinct.
"So why are you out here, Richard?" Sookie asked. "Your resume says you're self-employed as a private eye."
Richard shrugged. Sookie noted the redness and swelling of his nose. "Work's been scarce," he said. "Been getting fewer jobs for the last few years. Fewer jobs means less money, less money means losing my office, not being able to afford nice clothes, which leads to fewer jobs."
Sookie looked a question at Linda, who shrugged. "We're always looking for investigators. It can be hard to recruit former cops, and those we do are often old enough not to stay on for more than a few years before retiring."
Sookie smiled and nodded, turning back to Richard. "You want an interview?"
"Hell yeah," he said with some enthusiasm. "As long as they don't mind me looking a little rough around the edges."
"Where do you live?" Sookie asked. Richard gestured around. "Lost my apartment last month," he said. Sookie pursed her lips and then nodded and held out a hand to him.
"Come on, Richard. I'm Sookie, and this is Linda. I'll make you a deal. I'll get you a nice outfit to wear and arrange an interview at the LA office tomorrow. I'll put you up on my couch for the night, too. That way, you can shower and shave and look presentable for it. What do you think?"
Richard took her hand and let her help him up. "Are you serious?" he asked. Sookie nodded.
"Holy crap, thank you, lady. Sookie, I mean. Thank you." His eyes began to get watery. "I don't... I don't even know what to say. That would be amazing."
Sookie smiled, her heart wrenching for the guy. She knew he had a drinking problem, but she also remembered all those people the Group's charities helped. Get someone on their feet, and there was a good chance they'd stay there.
"Do you have stuff to get?"
"I uh... I have a storage shed. It's paid up through the end of the year," he said. "My stuff is safe there, I just need to go get my toiletries."
"Don't worry about that," Sookie said, stepping to the edge of the sidewalk and waiting for the traffic to clear enough to cross the road. "We can stop by a drug store, too."
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Sookie and Linda took Richard shopping and got him everything he needed. Which wasn't much, really. Sookie had a spare toothbrush, razors, shaving cream and cologne at her hotel room. It was all stuff she kept on hand to be the best slut she could be, and make her dishes du jour feel welcome. They bought him deodorant and an electric beard trimmer, and decided to take a pit stop at a hair and nails salon next to the pharmacy.
The girls there had cooed and gooed over Sookie and Linda helping this man out, and refused to accept any money for the trim he got. Unfortunately, they weren't set up to shave a man (all of the other clients inside were women), but Richard protested that he was perfectly capable of shaving himself, so it all worked out.
The next stop was, at Sookie's insistence, one of the ultra-high-end men's clothing stores near her hotel. Linda had protested that simply taking a car to Walmart would be good enough, but Sookie would have none of that.
"Linda, it's been over six years since I've seen a person in Walmart that I'd be willing to give a handy to. It's been even longer since I've seen any clothing there that looked like it didn't come from Walmart, especially the suits. We're not going to Walmart."
As a result, Richard got fitted for a custom-tailored suit and outfitted with a tie that was a pleasant, deep blue, bespeckled with tiny, gold-embroidered Marine Corps logos. He seemed pleased with it, and had to keep wiping his eyes as he repeatedly and profusely thanked her.
When all was done, they finally went to the hotel. Sookie had a full suite on the top floor. It wasn't the biggest suite, but it was close, with two spare bedrooms, a living room and a full kitchen, in addition to a balcony that afforded her a great view of the city (so long as the smog wasn't too bad) and a private elevator to the rooftop pool.
Linda took her usual spot at the door to await her relief for the evening while Sookie showed Richard the large bathroom and made sure he had everything he needed. While he showered and shaved, she decided to review the script.
She walked over to the safe in the living room and carefully punched in her combination on the keypad.
The scripts for The Legend of Jimmy were like solid gold. Every studio out there wanted to get their hands on one, to steal ideas from. Every fan wanted to get one, just for the thrill of knowing what was going to happen next. During the second season's filming, they'd had multiple scripts stolen and leaked, and Sookie had learned to crack down on that. As a result, she was the only one who ever had a full set of scripts for any given season. She kept them safely under lock and key at all times.
She pulled out her working copy, which was different from the 'archive' copy she also kept in the safe. The working copy had all of her handwritten notes on it. She closed the safe back up and locked it, then sat down at the table and flipped open to the scenes they would be filming after the break. Using a red pen, she made notes for herself, things to remember during shooting, like camera angles and notes on the VFX.
She heard the shower turn off, but she was engrossed in her work when the door opened.
"Thanks again," Richard said, causing her to look up. He had a towel around his waist, but Sookie noted that he had a lean torso, with some muscle still there, despite a rough life. Clean shaven now, he looked much better. He'd never get a gig as a model, but he was handsome enough in his own way. Sookie smiled at him.
"You don't have to keep thanking me," she said. "I'm happy to help."
She closed her script and stood, walking it over to the safe. Obscuring her hands with her body, she punched in the code again and placed the script inside. She hadn't yet closed the door when she heard Richard mutter "Oh shit."
She turned to look and froze. He'd turned back towards the bathroom, and then dropped his towel by accident. He was currently in the process of picking it up, affording Sookie a great view of his ass and what might well have been considered a third leg hanging from between the other two.
It came almost to his knees.
A flush of heat went through her, washing away all thoughts of largess and generosity, and kindling a very selfish desire. She heard the spattering on the hardwood floor where she crouched as her usual over-the-top wetness kicked into high gear and soaked through her pants in seconds. She could feel herself throbbing as she eyed Richard's enormous member.
Her disguise slipped and the horns erupted from her head, her tail curled up painfully inside her pants and her skin turned red, with large patches of scales. Operating purely on instinct, she magicked up a veil of mundanity. She didn't want Richard to freak out, and this would keep him from registering her appearance as anything out of the ordinary.
He retrieved his towel and made to wrap it back around his waist, but Sookie shot to her feet and spun, already ripping her shirt off.
"Wait," she said. Richard froze, then turned to look at her over one shoulder. She tossed her shirt on the couch and peeled off her pants. She wasn't wearing any underwear or bra, of course. She never did.
"I just thought of a way you could thank me," she purred, taking a languid step forward. Richard reacted immediately to the sight of her naked, turning, his hog's leg stiffening and rising from its vertical hang slightly.
"Are you, uh... I mean... I'm not..." Richard stammered. Sookie stepped closer to him and put her hands on his shoulder, then ran them down his chest.
"I am damn sure I want to do this, if that's what you're asking," she said, her hands reaching lower as she stepped close enough to press her breasts into his ribs. She took hold of him and felt him grow almost immediately rock hard as he gasped.
"Wow," he said. "This is... This is like something from a porno with a bad script..." he said.
"Uh huh," Sookie said. "And we're about to do the fun parts of it." She pressed her lips into his, and then squealed in delight as he grabbed her by the ass and hoisted her up.
"Where?" he asked into her mouth.
"Pussy, mouth and ass," she replied. She felt the heat rush through his cheeks.
"I meant where in this room," he said.
"I don't fucking care," Sookie responded, lining his huge cock up with her most convenient hole and squirming down onto it with a loud gasp.
"In the bedroom!" Linda shouted. "Please, for the love of god, in the bedroom!"
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Sookie awoke the next morning and rolled over to see if Richard was up for a little wake-and-shake. Her hands slapped the empty bed and she pouted.
"Richard?" she called, a wonderful aroma meeting her nose as she did. "Are you making coffee already? I'll fall in love with you, or deepthroat you, your choice, if you are!"
He didn't answer.
She opened her eyes and saw that his new suit was missing. An empty hanger was hooked to the coathanger next to the closet. She climbed out of bed, frowning, and walked out into the living room.
It was empty. She could smell the coffee even stronger, and she walked into the kitchen to find the coffee pot full and a business card sitting next to it. She picked it up and peered at it with sleep-bleary eyes.
"Eric Stephens, Private Investigations, Corporate Espionage, Bail Bonds, Security Consultation," she read out loud. There was a QR code on it, so she picked up her phone from where it had been flung to the floor last night and scanned it. While the page loaded, she glanced in the bathroom to see Richard's old clothes still piled there.
She glanced at her phone to see a very clean-shaven and well-dressed Richard smiling at the camera at the top of a very tastefully designed web page. She scrolled through it for a moment, confused. This was clearly him, but why had he given her a fake name? She supposed he could have had this nice website built back when he was still working enough to afford it, but... It seemed off. It didn't fit. Sookie didn't get it.
That was, until she looked to her own pile of clothes by the safe and saw the door still hanging open. With a gasp, she rushed over only to find the safe empty. Both of her scripts were gone!
"Shit!" she shouted.
The door opened and a large, muscular man dressed like a lawyer rushed in, a gun in hand.
"Miss Ohma, is everything all right?" he asked after scanning the room and peering through the open doors.
"No," Sookie wailed. "I just got my scripts stolen!"
"The gentleman who left this morning?" her guard asked. She nodded. "I'm so sorry, Miss Ohma. I would have stopped him if I knew."
"No, you did fine," Sookie said as her eyes filled with frustrated tears. "You're used to men heading out in the morning. Usually they do it after I wake up and we can get another good fuck in, but still... You didn't do anything wrong."
"He left a note," the guard said. "I saw it taped to the inside of the door." Sookie looked over and saw a folded piece of paper taped there. She stalked over and ripped it down, sniffling angrily and wiping at her eyes to read it.

 Dear Sookie, Last night was probably the best night I've had in my life. It's certainly the best night I can remember. If you ever want to do it again, just let me know. I left you a card by the coffee machine, and there's a full pot for you, as well. If you don't ever want to see me again, well, I guess I understand. I'm sorry to have left the way I did, but I'm a man of my word, and my client was willing to pay a lot of money for that script. I hope this doesn't hurt you too much. For what it's worth, I'm sorry if I upset you. Wishing you all the best, Eric 

Sookie crumbled up the paper and angrily threw it across the room.
"Motherfucker!" she shouted. The guard winced, but said nothing.
"He scammed me," Sookie said. "Got a nice new suit out of me, seduced me with that redwood growing between his legs and then ran off with my fucking scripts!"
She let her claws form and dug them into her thighs, carving bloody furrows that healed almost as fast as she made them. The guard started and rushed over.
"Ma'am, please," he said. "I'm not supposed to let you hurt yourself."
Sookie let him pull her hands up to her chest. She leaned into him for a moment. "You're married, aren't you?" she said.
"Uh, no," he said. Sookie turned her head to regard him. She didn't recognize him. "What's your name?"
"Devin, Ma'am," he said. "Devin Iglesias. This is my first shift on your detail."
"Who put you on this shift?"
"Uhh, Missus Williams. She said I'd enjoy this detail, and I agreed. I'm a huge fan of your show, Miss Ohma."
"Are you gay?" Sookie asked. Devin blinked. "Uh, no, Ma'am."
Sookie smiled. "I need you to do two things," she said.
"The second, and most important thing, I need you to call the office and ask for any information they have on a private investigator named Eric Stephens who works out of LA."
Devin nodded. "Yes, ma'am. And the first thing?"
Sookie smiled wider. "I need you to find out the real reason why Inanna thought you'd enjoy this posting."

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February 5, 1995
On May 8, 1991, seven years after her father's death, a graying, impeccably groomed former Miss America named Marilyn Van Derbur walked to a podium in a small auditorium on the University of Colorado's Denver campus. Announcing a family gift of $260,000 to a university research program on child sexual abuse, the onetime Outstanding Woman Speaker in America said that her late father, Francis—a millionaire philanthropist whose name was inscribed on the local Boy Scout building—had repeatedly violated her between the ages of 5 and 18.
Van Derbur said she had no conscious memories of what her father had done to her until she was 24. She had coped, she said, by somehow splitting herself. A high-achieving "day child" skied, played the piano and studied hard—utterly failing to incorporate any awareness of a mute, terrified "night child" whose legs, she said, were repeatedly pried apart in the darkness by her father's insistent hands.
Van Derbur thought she was speaking only to the people in the room that night, but a reporter was there taking notes. Her secret—the kind once taken to the grave or contained in the female domain of gossip—was about to cross the border into the public realm and become news.
Within a day or two, radio talk shows were debating whether she was lying, deluded or telling the truth. Her total "forgetting" of repeated horrors for many years seemed to defy common sense.
Three days after the speech, Marilyn Van Derbur's oldest sister, Gwen, an attorney in Hillsborough, Calif., told the Rocky Mountain News that she, too, had been molested by their father—but she had never forgotten. With that, most questions about Marilyn Van Derbur's credibility and memory ended, and last year her father's name was removed from the Denver Boy Scout building.
But the floodgates had been opened. If power consists in part of determining whose stories will be told and whose believed, the balance of power was shifting. After nearly a century in which many psychiatrists—most of them [cis] male—dismissed such reports as hysterical fantasies, women and men who were sexually abused in childhood lost patience with being spoken about and began to speak for themselves. It was as though Lolita had taken the pen from Humbert Humbert's hand.
The revelations began in the 1980s at 12-step meetings for Adult Children of Alcoholics; they were whispered to a new generation of mostly female therapists whose clients were financially independent women. By 1994, more than 800,000 women had bought a self-help book called The Courage to Heal.
A window had opened, letting in darkness rather than light. Never before in history had so many women accused so many seemingly respectable men.
Little attention has been paid to the feelings of parents accused of abuse—either the innocent or the guilty. Now a comforting counter-explanation for the nation's wave of [incestuous abuse] revelation is being advanced: The problem is not abuse so much as an epidemic of false memories of it, fomented by therapists who suspect it when none has occurred.
The most formidable intellectual champions of this view are cognitive psychologist Elizabeth Loftus, the author, with journalist Katherine Ketcham, of The Myth of Repressed Memory, and Pulitzer Prize-winning social psychologist Richard Ofshe, the author, with journalist Ethan Watters, of Making Monsters. Both argue that an [incestuous abuse] recovery culture—purveyed in self-help and pop psychology books, on TV shows and by reckless therapists—has induced thousands, perhaps hundreds of thousands, of women to falsely accuse their parents.
Loftus, a cognitive psychologist and an eminent memory researcher at the University of Washington, is not a therapist but a hard scientist, an expert on the malleability of memory. She is skeptical of all therapeutic theories (such as the concept of "repression") that have never been scientifically proven and skeptical of "recovered memories" of abuse because, as she writes in her book, she was secretly molested by a male baby-sitter when she was 6 and has never forgotten.
Her concern for the falsely accused has been shaped by nearly 20 years as an expert witness in criminal trials. As she described in a previous book, Witness for the Defense (1991), she tells juries that memory is not a pristine videotape, but subject to distortion, reconstruction, over-dubbing and erasure from stress, retelling, suggestion and the passage of time.
As she recounts in the current book, Loftus began in 1991 to apply her research to the incest debate. She got five university students and colleagues—about 20% of those who tried—to get a younger relative (in two cases young children) to report a mildly traumatic "false memory." They did it by mixing accurate details with a false event—mentioning a familiar shopping mall, for example, and then "reminding" the subject of being lost there until rescued by a fictitious stranger. Based on such limited studies, Loftus speculates that traumatic "memories" of [incestuous abuse] have been implanted unwittingly by therapists in thousands of women.
This view is supported by about 16,000 parents who have contacted the False Memory Syndrome Foundation of Philadelphia since 1992 to say they have been wrongly accused. Their daughters (and some sons), they say, developed "false memories" after reading The Courage to Heal, joining an [incestuous abuse] recovery group or being hypnotized or encouraged to draw or write about their childhoods by their therapists.
[...]
Making Monsters also uses case studies to build a broad attack on all therapy centered on the past. Therapy, Ofshe and Watters argue [...], is less a science than a system of influence, suggestion and belief. In the office, clients construct "narratives" of their lives that usually highlight what the therapist thinks is important: childhood trauma, perhaps, rather than present time. Do women benefit, he asks, from a life lived through a rearview mirror? It's a provocative argument, though it seems overstated: What happens to us affects us, after all.
[...]
That said, their books are not the dispassionate work of scientists. In Ofshe and Watters' book, the [incestuous abuse] recovery movement—composed primarily of women who have never forgotten memories of garden-variety abuse—has "morphed" into the "recovered memory movement," a quasi-cult of hysterical women devoted to explaining away all present problems by dowsing for a traumatic past.
[...]
While decrying as "pseudoscientific" the credulity of [incestuous abuse recovery] therapists, both Ofshe and Loftus seem remarkably uninterested in the vagaries of memory of those who have sexually abused children. Psychotherapists who work regularly with such men and women report that they frequently have alcohol problems that affect memory, or deny what they've done and admit or remember it months or years later.
Loftus makes only a glancing reference to Marilyn Van Derbur, and Ofshe does not mention her at all; nor do they discuss many other cases that might contradict these books' central article of faith. Loftus, curiously, does not include any reference to a scientific study she co-published last year in the Psychology of Women Quarterly; in the study, which would appear to contradict the title of her own book, more than half of the 105 women questioned at a substance abuse center reported having been sexually abused as children, and almost a fifth of that group reported a period of total forgetting, after which their memories returned.
Ofshe, for his part, tells readers that by "conservative estimate" 15% of "recovered memory therapy" cases eventually involve allegations of ritual abuse. That statistic is as unscientific as the wildest overestimates of incest; it comes from a voluntary survey of 500 members of the False Memory Syndrome Foundation, the support group for accused parents.
Almost all of Ofshe and Watters' case studies are hidden behind pseudonyms from independent inquiry, forcing the reader to trust the writer's conclusions rather than see how they were reached. The looseness with which he treats the material is evident in Chapter 6 of Making Monsters. Here he tells the story of "Jane"—a Washington state woman called Lynn Crook who has identified herself in a letter she circulated to the media disputing Ofshe's account. In Ofshe's account, Crook was led down the garden path by self-help books and therapists until she fabricated horrible memories of sexual abuse by her father, a respectable physician. Two of her sisters, apparently caught up in the hysteria, supposedly then interpreted vague and ambiguous memories as signs that they, too, had been abused. Crook sued her father (both Ofshe and Loftus appeared as expert witnesses at the trial) and, reportedly to "empower" herself, sought out a local newspaper reporter. As the chapter ends, she appears headed into the delusionary territory of satanic ritual abuse: She recalls seeing a crowd standing around a bonfire in masks, robes.
Although this chapter is told as though Ofshe and Watters can read Crook's mind—her "heart races" at one point—they did not interview her or the sisters who testified on her behalf. The tale is an embellished reconstitution of the court records, and discrepancies in the details do not inspire confidence in Ofshe and Watters' contention that Crook's memories were caused by reckless therapy and the reading of self-help books. The authors have fiddled with the timeline, making it appear that Crook read and positively reviewed The Courage to Heal before, rather than after, she recovered memories of abuse. Crook, in fact, never told anyone that she had informed a local reporter of her suit against her father to "empower" herself; she responded to a phone call from a reporter who ran across the legal filing. One of Crook's sisters supposedly testified that her father had once told her to close her legs; the book, however, omits the last half of the father's reported sentence—"or I'll think you want me." And while Crook's therapist's notes did refer to a frightening memory of people standing around a bonfire in masks, the reference to robes was invented, making the memory sound more indicative of the delusions of satanic ritual abuse that Ofshe seems eager to find everywhere.
Ofshe omits from this account any reference to his own role in the lawsuit. In the court records, Judge Dennis D. Yule comments: "Just as (Ofshe) accuses (therapists) of resolving at the outset (to find) repressed memories of abuse and then constructing them, he has resolved at the outset to find a macabre scheme of memories progressing toward satanic cult ritual and then creates them."
Inaccurate reporting like this takes a book like Making Monsters beyond polemic to backlash.
Sadly, we live in a world that produces its share of Jeffrey Dahmers, Ted Bundys, John Wayne Gacys, Susan Smiths and Francis Van Derburs; the public face people turn toward the world may have little relation to the one expressed in private. Yet if these authors have ever met guilty parents, they haven't written about them. They seem to accept most protestations of parental innocence at face value, even those as half-hearted and ambiguous as "I don't remember doing this" or "I don't think so."
They write movingly of the anguish of parents whose daughters accuse them of horrible crimes, but seem remarkably insensitive to sexually abused children. Families in which [sexual abuse] charges surface are described as "shattered"; but families in which [sexual abuse] really happened were secretly shattered long before anyone brought the truth to light.
[...] the danger is that books like Making Monsters and The Myth of Repressed Memory will once again silence women and men from speaking—and being believed—about very real abuse, and will create a new breed of experts who will once again presume to know the truth.

A few months ago I posted here asking for current student feedback for online MSc applied stats, but none responded. Eventually someone taking MSc Applied Economics reached out privately. I asked questions, they responded.
Q. how supportive and responsive are admin staff

Fairly, no problems with getting responses

Q. how do you feel about your lecturers? Do they seem passionate about teaching, or are they just reading off ppt slides?

It’s mixed, some are great and are really passionate, some are just meh. It’s the same lecturers that do the in person course.

Q. what is the virtual learning environment like?

The learning environment is called "myplace" it is a page that has links to all your modules. You can go into each module and there are sections for each week, that are locked until the monday that week starts. In each section you progress through different pages. It normally starts with a short condensed 5- 10 minute video summarising all the things to learn. Following sections have online readings and more detailed lecture slides, sometimes more detailed videos. Each week ends with some kind of activity, such as an asseses quiz or discussion forum.

Q. does lecture videos only introduce topics or are they deep and explanatory?

Just introduces them. However you can find the full lectures that were held online during covid if you search the lecturer's microsoft steam page if you want to. It’s not a feature but I have done it a few times.

Q. how are your fellow students like?

Interaction with other students so far has been pretty limited. We reply to each others posts in discussion forums but I dont know much about them other than most are in full time work and are generally older than the in person course

Q. had any experience with group courseworks?

So far no. I have just finishrd semester 1/4 so that might not be the case for all classes tho

Q. do you get to contact (email?) your lecturers directly for academic matters and doubts, or do you have to go through admin staff?

Yes we have thier email and on each module there is a forum that you can ask questions too to lecturer and everyone

Q. Are there any live webinars and lectures, or is everything prerecorded?

Everything has been prerecorded so far but one lecturer would create weekly class feedback videos on our weekly assignment

Q. Is there enough contact between lectures/staff and students, for us to request recommendation letters, if needed later on?

Not sure but I would think so. Ive had online office hours with one lecturer and he helped me with my essay work a bit... i guess it depends on the lecturer again. they probably know you less than in person classes but i think if you try to you can have good contact with them.

Hopefully this could help someone looking to apply for MSc econ

Hey all, I am traveling on a cruise Saturday morning (6/3). Last Friday the progress changed to approved and it says "The U.S. Department of State approved your application for your passport book. We're now printing your passport book and preparing to give it to you."
Do you guys know how long this step usually takes?
It also says "You requested routine service when you applied. Routine service can take 10-13 weeks. Our processing times begin the day we receive your application at a passport agency or center, not the day you mail your application or apply at a local acceptance facility. You should receive your passport book on or around 06/03/2023."
Does this reference based on the generic processing time or is this a new estimate for when the print will actually be done?